I am like a gentle stream of water
Reliable, trustworthy and adaptable
I can change my beliefs to your content
My opinions are made to mirror yours

I do not care to have a solid opinion of myself
All I know is, I am a person with uncountable personas
And I struggle and work to maintain them
And I feel no shame, only pride at how different people perceive me

Some of my friends think I am rebellious, with little regard for rules
Yet others think I am responsible, brilliant and hold myself with pride
My teachers feel I am dutiful and sincere
Yet I appear unhealthily complacent and placid towards my parents
And my brother, who knows my pranks and tricks, thinks of me as a liar

I can change to make people like me
But trust is not so readily gained
And although I pride myself on my ability to adapt
I wish,
There was someone whose opinions I didn’t mirror without lies